Hearing that Yang Huanshui agreed to a literature combat, Zhang San felt much relieved.
"Since Senior wants a literature combat, let's do it this way..."
Zhang San said and waved his hand around, and the two hundred flying swords in the sky quickly flew back.
"This method of literature combat was proposed by me. And..."
"We at the Town Martial Office's Longyun Path northern outpost had just been established when you came uninvited and injured my people without explanation."
"Moreover, you are a senior, and I am still a young man under twenty years old."
"You were once a Grand Offerer of Southern Chen, a strong practitioner in the Purple Mansion Realm, while I have just entered the Spiritual Platform Realm."
"So, you hit me three times first, then I'll make my move!"
Although Yang Huanshui felt it didn't matter to let Zhang San hit him three times first, since Zhang San had already said so, he would seem inhuman if he didn't offer Zhang San to hit him first.
